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is -- because that nature is God. And the moment you are disidentified from all the rubbish of the mind, the moon of learning sets and the sun of wisdom rises in you.
Uncalled, uncaused, he comes of his own accord. God is a happening, it is not something that you have to do. You have to allow it, that's all. You have to become available, open -- and he starts descending, he starts rising, he surrounds you from all nooks and corners, he overfloods you and he starts overflowing from you.
This is my experience, this can be your experience too. Sanai is speaking out of his experience; these are not the words of a philosopher, these are the pregnant messages of a mystic.
IN THIS HALT OF BUT A WEEK,
TO BE IS NOT TO BE,
AND TO COME IS TO GO.
Don't become too attached to things here, because it is only a question of a week. Whether seven days or seventy years, it doesn't matter: soon you will be gone, and all that you have accumulated will be lost. You come empty-handed, you will go empty-handed. Can't you live empty-handed? If you can live empty-handed, God is all yours.
And by living empty-handed I don't mean that you have to go to the Himalayas. It is only an awareness. You live as you live, you just change the attitude. I am not saying renounce the world; it is HIS world -- if you renounce it, it is insulting to God. I am not saying renounce your family; it is HIS family -- if you renounce it, you are behaving badly towards God.
Then what has to be done? Live in the world and yet not be part of it. Remain empty inside, continuously remembering that your consciousness is a pure mirror. In that awareness, God happens. God is a happening.
AND DOES THE SUN EXIST
FOR THE COCK TO CROW AT?
WHAT IS IT TO HIM
WHETHER YOU ARE THERE OR NOT?
MANY HAVE COME, JUST LIKE YOU,
TO HIS DOOR.
And don't brag about your religiousness. Don't brag about your disciplines, don't brag that you have done this for God and that for God. Love never brags, love does things for the sheer joy of it. You do whatsoever is natural to you, for the sheer joy of it. If you want to paint, paint; if you
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